We were greeted by a cold rain when we woke up this morning at home. Most of the packing was done yesterday. The clothes were the last to be packed and I was going as slow as I could get away with. Before we finally left the house at 8 a.m. the rain had turned into a drizzle coming from dark gray sodden clouds.
Joe had taken his handful of pills on an empty stomach but did not want to take more time and eat at home. Besides, we had already had our neighbor, Hugh, over to our house last night to take home a couple bags full of food from our refrigerator. It would only turn to mush and become science experiments if we didn’t share. No sense in letting good food go to waste when someone else is willing to take it home with them.
Going south on I-35 heading toward Fort Worth, we stopped in Pauls Valley at a small truck stop with a little greasy spoon of a restaurant that does serve a good breakfast. Much to our dismay, having our taste buds set for some sausage and eggs for breakfast, we found the little restaurant had been totally changed over to a take out Mexican food joint. Since we were there and Joe needed food we partook of their breakfast offering. Not bad, but nothing to recommend to friends or foe.
The rain stayed with us all morning. Heavy and drenching for a few miles then easing to a drizzly sprinkle for a few more miles before it, once again, turned into a hard rain. We do need the rain desperately because Oklahoma is in a drought. Brown grass is everywhere just waiting for a match to turn into a raging inferno. The soaking rains will go a long way to reducing the fire danger that covers most of Oklahoma.
Arriving at the Wal-Mart Distribution Center , at 11 a.m., the rain had turned to a cold and unrelenting sprinkle blown about by gusts of wind. Joe stuck all the fuel tanks to see how much fuel each truck had as I inspected them all. That took all morning. By the time we were finally done at 2 in the afternoon both Joe and I were soaked through our clothes and we were cold. Fingers didn’t want to work well in their nearly frozen state.
By 3:45 Joe drove one truck to the auction site, Truck Centers, while I followed him in our pickup. We then headed back to Sanger to get one more truck. We just made it within a matter of minutes before the gates were closed for the night. Joe sweetly asked for 10 more seconds so he could get the truck parked inside the gated area and off the street. This was at 6 p.m. when he delivered the second truck.
It still needs to be signed for in the morning. We are staying at a Days Inn in Blue Mound for the night. Tomorrow we will head back north to Sanger and work at getting six trucks moved down to Blue Mound. We are hoping to move nine. One can only hope, anyway 🙂
Dinner was at the Posados Cafe near our hotel and it was good. We highly recommend this restaurant if you like Mexican food that does not take the top of your head off when you eat it. I’m sure they do have more highly spiced foods for those more daring than we are. If you get near the Fort Worth area and are traveling on I-35 W take exit 58 and head for Posados Cafe.
It has been a long time since I’ve spent hours outdoors in the fresh air and it has me whooped, I tell you. Time to shut this down and go to bed for an early start tomorrow.
Tomorrow morning will be the drawing for the $25 American Express Gift card and I can hardly wait to see who wins. The stories you guys have left are fantastic and I thank you all for leaving a bit of yourselves with me. Awesome it is, totally awesome.
Good night all. Sleep well, and may all your prayers be answered.